WARNING: MENTIONS OF RAPE AND SELF BLAME
Friday, Batcave
"NO! NOT HERE! NOT AGAIN! GET OFF OF ME! PLEASE!"
Alfred was waiting for them, Jason laid her down on the gurney and was pushed aside by Alfred who took a blood sample before hooking an IV line. Alfred ran to the computer and pulled out some files. Dick had put the dart in the processor to analyse. Nerissa was just screaming and crying. A few seconds later the batmobile pulls in, Bruce runs out to them and doesn't remove his cowl.
"NO! NO! NOT THIS! NOT YOU! NOT AGAIN! NOT AGAIN!"
"GET OFF! IT HURTS! THIS IS WRONG! JOE PLEASE! I WON'T TELL! JOE PLEASE! HOOD HOOD HELP ME! PLEASE!"
They couldn't sedate her before knowing what substances they were dealing with. Damian was assisting Alfred and Bruce was looking through his antidotes. Jason's heart was shattered, he felt useless. The results of Dick's analysis were done, Bruce read them. Thirteen jumped to the closest seat to Nerissa.
"This isn't the same one as before Alfred, we need to synthesize a new antidote, if we use the old one it might kill her."
"BEFORE? What the fuck do you mean before?" Jason was enraged.
"Damian get Jason out of here, Dick get Tim on the line and come stand here." Bruce barked orders.
Surprisingly, Jason went willingly with Damian, once they were out of the cave he handed Damian Nerissa's knife.
"Hide this from your dad and Alfred, I-" his voice was filled with hate, his eyes screamed murder. Damian took the blade and stopped Jason from leaving.
"Jason," it was the first time Damian's ever called Jason by his name, "she'll want to see you when she wakes up, but she can't if you're dead. We will deal with this monster later."
Damian walked back to the cave, leaving Jason in the dark corridor of the manor. All Jason could think of was ripping her cousin and aunt's heads off, he settled for punching a hole in the wall. He decided to go prepare one of the guest rooms for her. He chose one of the rooms with a view to the garden, he noticed she liked sitting there.
Back in the cave, Damian kept the knife hidden on him after examining the words that appeared on both sides of the hilt, and went to see how he could help. He had understood what her night terror was about, he was angry too but he had to prioritize. Nerissa was still screaming and crying Alfred didn't leave her side, Bruce was working with Tim via comms, Dick was talking to Stephanie.
"HEY! Don't yell at me, send the pictures and don't leave before Gordon shows up," he looked at Damian who was waiting for an explanation, "Tim's almost here." he received the pictures she sent. "The sniper's dead." Dick and Damian looked at the pictures, there's a V engraved in the body's skull, he was shot in the back of the head.
"It's not Zsasz, but it was made to look like it." stated Damian. Victor enjoyed torture and would never pass the opportunity of looking his victim in the eyes.
Damian and Dick's attention was turned to the med bay when the screaming stopped, they hadn't noticed Tim arriving. Nerissa was still crying and her eyes were darting in every direction, Bruce was injecting her with something.
"Try moving a finger." she did. They all exhaled in relief, Alfred added a sedative to her IV line. Right before she passed out she called out in whisper so low no one heard.
"Al.. Alec.."
Jason was back in the cave when Alfred said.
"I will go prepare a room, she shouldn't wake up here."
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